Monday morning begins a new work week. Sluggish and lack of desire to move forward, I drag myself downstairs to my writing retreat. I search for hope in my morning reading. I long for ambition in my caffeinated, hot beverage.
My heart searches the scriptures, and my eyes touch the transcript from a prominent publisher. Both breathe life into my day.
It’s hope that I’m looking for. A past week of conversations that whispered in my ears, there’s no hope, and discouraged my heart. Heath diagnoses, still waiting on God for the job, longing for the soul mate, desperate to be loved in a loveless marriage. Scenarios that cry out for hope.
And where is it? Where’s the hope? Is God asleep at the wheel? Is He pre-occupied texting, and posting social media status, while prayers are pouring in?
Nope, not our God!
He is with me. With you. Creating our stories. In the mist of the diagnosis, teaching trust. Laying foundations of faith, waiting for the perfect job. Preparing you to be strong and independent, and teaching you to to focus on Him, before the right one is placed in your path. Teaching you obedience, while shifting the gear of love back into a loveless marriage.
Yes, our suffering has meaning. Our waiting has purpose, and our Monday morning has hope. It does.
Seth Godin says: “Once the water is deep enough that you must swim to stay afloat, does it really matter how deep the pool is?”
And when facing unexpected turbulence, Seth has this to say:
“Is there really any other kind? If we see the turbulence coming, we tend to avoid it. The art is in knowing that it might come and looking forward to it, bracing for it and embracing it at the same time. If your plan will only succeed if there is no turbulence, it’s not a good plan (or you’re not going anywhere interesting).”
Thank you Allen Arnold for your writing, Captured By Story, and reminding me of this.
So dive into your day knowing that our God is with us and for us. He never leaves us nor forsakes us. Drink deep into the cup of Monday morning hope, and stay afloat.